Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

Mrs. Chen's complexion was as white as white, without any blood. Chen Wenhao held Mrs. Chen's hand and shed tears silently.

"mother."

"Wen Hao, mother will be fine."

Mrs. Chen thought of what Jiang Wan said, the princess was right, she still had two children to take care of.

If he is really gone, Xianggong will find another wife, and he may not be able to treat her child as if he was his own.

So she must persevere!

"Wen Hao, talk to your mother and tell her not to fall asleep."

Jiang Wan gave Mrs. Chen a silver needle to stop the bleeding while instructing Chen Wenhao.

Chen Wenhao nodded with tears in his eyes, "Mother, don't sleep yet, why don't you think about what name you should name your sister?"

"My name is Wen Hao, my sister should also be called Chen Wen or something, right?"

"I wanted a younger sister very much before, and now I finally got my wish, but mother, you have to protect us."

"..."

Little Wen Hao's voice became choked up as he spoke. It is a miracle that a half-grown child can persist for so long.

Jiang Wan was worried about being affected emotionally, so she tried her best to ignore what he said, and continued to move steadily.

And everyone outside stood there anxiously, especially Mrs. Song, who was holding Song Jiuli's hand tightly.

"Mother, is it so dangerous to have a baby?"

Song Jiuli didn't understand, her big eyes were full of fear, it turned out that it was so scary for a woman to give birth.

Mrs. Song sighed quietly, "Of course it's dangerous, every year in the capital we have babies who fail to survive.

Your biological grandmother gave birth to your father and hurt her body, and then she died after being pissed off by that pair of scumbags. "

"very scary!"

There was a little panic in Song Jiuli's eyes, and he didn't dare to look at the carriage again.

And Qi Chu next to her heard this, her eyes flickered slightly, it turned out that when her mother brought her into this world, she experienced such a painful thing.

Qi Chu lowered her eyes, feeling guilty in her heart, blaming her for being too skinny, now that she has grown up, she still makes her mother worry.

Just when everyone was feeling complicated, the abbot of the temple was called out by the young monk.

Mingde supported wearing a cassock, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he spoke in a gentle voice:

"My lords, what happened?"

"What's going on here?"

At this moment, Chen Ce also arrived panting, dragging the cart. He ran faster than the rest of the troops, and arrived just in time.

Hearing Chen Wenhao's cry in the carriage but not hearing the lady's voice, Chen Ce panicked.

Song Jiuchi hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Chen, your wife is bleeding heavily again, and my sister-in-law is trying to treat her."

"how so?!!"

Chen Ce shook off the cart in his hand, and ran towards the carriage in a panic.

Fortunately, he still has his sense of proportion, he just walked back and forth hesitantly.

Mrs. Song also explained to Mingde in a good-tempered manner, "Master, there is a woman in our carriage who is bleeding profusely."

"This... is a crime, Amitabha."

Mingde immediately looked at the carriage with compassion. He had seen several mothers who passed away because of giving birth.

At this moment, the bottom of my heart thumped, and a bad premonition arose.

In the carriage, Chen Wenhao's voice was crying, and suddenly, the child who was in Qiuniang's arms began to cry.

The voice was like a cat meowing, it was very small, but it managed to attract Mingde's attention.

"Babies don't cry."

Qiu Niang was inexperienced, and she was holding the child in a panic, and Mrs. Song was about to speak when she saw this.

"Let me try it."

Before Mrs. Song could speak, Mingde had already walked up to Qiuniang and took the child in her arms.

The child in the mask of pain fell into Mingde's arms, and became a bit more obedient.

Everyone couldn't help being a little surprised, this hosting...isn't easy.

The little monk standing behind the host couldn't help but proudly said: "Our host is kind-hearted, and the children like him very much."

Mrs. Song was noncommittal, but at this time the child's father, Chen Ce, was not in the mood to hold the child at all.

He was trembling all over, it was fear, fear of losing his wife who had been with him forever.

"Why... there is no sound?"

Chen Ce felt as if there was a leak in his heart, his body convulsed from the pain, and he was almost unable to stand still.

Song Jiuzhang's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly supported him, "Brother Chen, calm down."

"Mom, mother!!!"

Suddenly, Chen Ce's shout came from the carriage, and Chen Ce's eyes became even more frightened.

Just when Chen Ce's mind was blank, Jiang Wan opened the curtain of the carriage and came out.

Sweat was dripping on her forehead, Qiu Niang hurriedly stepped forward to wipe her sweat, and she looked at Chen Ce's reddened eyes and said:

"It's okay, the next step is to take good care of it."

Chen Ce was stunned first, and opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't utter a word, so he knelt down in front of Jiang Wan suddenly.

"Thank you, thank you princess!"

He finally found his voice, his voice trembling.

"You're welcome."

Jiang Wan rubbed the center of her eyebrows wearily, and Song Jiuyuan made arrangements for the next thing.

The meaning of Mingde's host is the same as what the little monk said, Jiang Wan doesn't think there is anything wrong with paying the room fee.

It's just that Chen Ce frowned, and just about to speak, Ming De seemed to know what he was thinking and said:

"Just treat it as the incense money you donate to the temple."

"it is good."

Chen Ce finally agreed, the wife and daughter are too weak now, they must have a good environment.

Mingde handed the child who was neither crying nor fussing to Chen Ce, turned around and said to the little monk behind him:

"Yayoi, take the benefactors to rest in the backyard wing."

"Okay, host!"

It turned out that the young monk who opened the door just now was called Yayoi. He was about the same age as Chen Wenhao, and he looked steady and sophisticated, like a young adult.

After entering the temple, Chen Ce hurriedly carried the lady into the wing room, and the exiled troops finally arrived, and Ren Banghe presided over the negotiations.

When they came to the yard, Jiang Wan and the others had already assigned their room.

She still shared the same room with Qi Chuqiuniang, a place of great Buddhism, men and women would naturally be separated, and she could avoid the embarrassment of living in the same room with Song Jiuyuan.

Just before going back to the room, Song Jiuyuan told her, "I'll live next to you, if there's anything else, just call me by my name."

"it is good."

Jiang Wan nodded slightly, took out a few packs of herbs from her luggage and handed them to Chen Ce.

"Four bowls of water boiled into one bowl, remember to drink it for sister."

"it is good."

Chen Ce nodded excitedly, but looking at the thin daughter in his arms, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Princess, my wife is weak, and I'm afraid she won't be able to feed her milk. Apart from milk, is there anything else she can eat?"

"Later, you can ask the host if there is any rice washing water, and you can try to feed it after it is cooked."

Jiang Wan couldn't do anything about it, after all, she didn't have milk powder in her hand.

In this case, feed the baby, or milk the cow, but she glanced at the dilapidated appearance of the temple, which does not look like a place where cows are raised.

After all, in ancient times, cattle were precious things.

"I see, thank you!"

Chen Ce hurried back to his room to take care of his wife and children, while Chen Wenhao followed closely behind.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Wan couldn't help sighing, "Actually, if you have a second child, the first child will be more or less ignored."